“ 62. [Autumn]1
The yellow forest lies beneath the sun
Quiet, although it suffereth decay
The brooklet to the Ocean-deep does run
With gentle lapse and silent(2) melts away,
The clouds upon the evening sky are bright
But wasting mingle in the glorious light.
So, may my soul in life’s declining hours
Like the still forest never once complain:
And flow unmurmuring, adown its course
Like yonder brooklet to the Eternal Main;
And as the clouds upon the sunset sky
Be mingled with the radiance on high.
–Thomas Cole
1. untitled manuscript,
2. silent/softly”
(My own note. This same poem, punctuated differently, carries a date of 1842. The date is gleened from sequence in his writing books. There is no indication how far apart autumn 1 and autumn 2 are in work nor in writing, by the editor, Marshall B. Tymn.)
This came up in the creative bubbles this morning and then some more urgent creations over rode it. I finished the book I wanted to read and came downstairs to look for Kathy’s trains, over on Lake Superior Spirit.
And now, since I’ve typed some story and some thoughts into it, this has become an Inside Upside Down and Backward Blog. One that seems to be having a lust/ love affair with the Morning Trip, enough to encourage her to dress up and go out on the town for an Evening Trip.
If we get stuck in labeling, however will we get on, to the good stuffs?
I’ve been waffling in despair. I have called it feeling sorry for myself. I have called it being afraid to fail. I have called it denial. I have even looked within it and smiled for a teeeeny-tiny moment and called it knowing what feels good and right, and knowing what I want. And then, I ran me over and called it rationalizing! Seeeeeeeee…I want a prize for expert label name alternatives! I am very good at it! I am also good at distraction away from my own ouchie places. The distraction statement simply leads away from the hot seat to a safer seeming area, which it really is NOT, but YOU(the reader) doesn’t know this! Maybe my halo-ed weinie costume is an OSTRITCH?!?
Ok so now follows what I was thinking. I liked the lyrics so much, that I’m simply posting them below the video, rather than getting other supporting ponderish-type materials. Pre-PS. I would like ginger candy and white tea with raspberry for treats.
“Sometimes my visions are distant and vague Down at the base of the mountain Once in a while I am weak and afraid Tired and sick of it all
I don’t believe that my story is set Nothing is destined or blatant Bound to this body a world full of hate No one will heed if I fall
No one can see it but you know that it’s there Guiding the steps of your soul Holding the truth in the cross that you bear Die with a heart that is bold
Fly on the wings of despair No one is holding you back The call on the wild is internal Conquer the silence you bear Tomorrow will not fade to black A new day is dawning remember No one can save you today
The questions are more than the answers I know That doesn’t mean you are lonely Searching for more Consecutive goal’s Making it worth to go on
No one can see it but you know that it’s there Guiding the steps of your soul Holding the truth in the cross that you bear Die with a heart that is bold
Fly on the wings of despair No one is holding you back The call on the wild is internal Conquer the silence you bear Tomorrow will not fade to black A new day is dawning remember No one can save you today
You, and you alone is forging the path Leave your sorrows with the past
Never believe that the story is set Nothing is destined or blatant Bound to this body a world full of hate No one will heed if you fall
No one can see it but you know that it’s there Guiding the steps of your soul Holding the truth in the cross that you bear Die with a heart that is bold
Fly on the wings of despair No one is holding you back The call on the wild is internal Conquer the silence you bear Tomorrow will not fade to black A new day is dawning remember No one can save you today
Fly on the wings of despair No one is holding you back The call on the wild is internal Conquer the silence you bear Tomorrow will not fade to black A new day is dawning remember No one can save you, no one can save you today“
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